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I'm walking amongst giants
Though tiny I may be.
Unlike the self I once was,
This does not intimidate me.
And how can this be so?
Well I realise after all,
That much can be admired
Even in the very small.
Notice how it lifts your spirits
When what suddenly catches your eye
Are the colours of the wild flowers
In the sun, when you walk by...
The mesmerising iridescence
On the wings of a butterfly...
The tranquility of the ducks and swans
When they elegantly glide by...
And what about the gift of sound?
The rejoicing felt in song?
The smallest acts of kindness
That carry us along?
Even giants take the time
To appreciate what they have.
I see their love, their sense of humour,
And they often make me laugh.
If we keep an open heart and mind
What inspiration we will find!
Be I small or weak or frail,
To learn I will not fail!
Now and then it's clear to see
These giants also learn from little me!
Written 16th April 2022
For the, "To Lighten The Load Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Angela Tune
Okay I am going to write a poem about You
You know who I am talking about
You are impossible, unbelievable, incredible
We can never guess
What You are up to
The things You are gonna do
You are unattainable, unachievable, unimaginable
Can't know you
Can't see you
Can't get you
Can't understand you
Can't glide by you
Can't hush you
You are one unutterable, unfathomable, undriveable Force
A force that I don't want to reckon with
You are huge -bigger than life
Hard to know you
Hard to try you
Hard to get along with you
Hard to perfection
That's what You are
But then that is not what You are
Because I am still figuring You out
Does it take a lifetime?
Does it take forever?
When are You ever going to let it be known?
When are we ever going to believe in You?
Devotion Poem **This Waltz**
I believe this waltz is yours, my darling,
As you commanded the band to “Play!”
And the opals to hang from this ballroom’s ceiling
Like stars spellbinding shinning to display
Again our coupled dance of circles around
Heaven in such joy-dreamed lives as we’ve found.
Take my hand and embrace my waist that waits for you
To begin this evening’s waltz — as history’s true lovers knew
Will dissolve the floor and renew
Our magic to send all the others off enroute
To Otherwise…As here we two
Glide by this waltz into a wild as few others ever do.
The waltz keeps her notes
Cosmic high — astride gossamer lines that reach along
On throughout space — to weave the destinies
Of its found dancers, like us, with our hearts drawn
Yearning eternally to partner in love’s composed melodies —
One waltz to follow another on and on…
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(c)sally young eslinger 6/15/22
Thanks be to God ————-
Love you, Jim
In the vast deserts life struggles
clinging on by their toe nails
short scrubby plants poke out
a hot haven for scorpions
See the marks in the red sand
of where a snake slithered by
side winding its way over
the baking hot sands of dunes
Here all life is sparse
only the fit surviving
Yet in the vast oceans
life teems with brilliance
various colourful corals
with sparkling little fish
Immense whales roam at will
see their water sprouts
gushing up in fountains
as silently they glide by
shoals of fish darting by
seaweed lazily waving
Then there are the snowy tundras
life here too is for the fittest
majestic polar bear with cubs
fishing at an air hole in the ice
Penguin's scurrying as fast as they can
they have no intention of being supper
sea lions lay on the rocky snowy shores
here to mate and give birth to pups
The wolf pack roaming far and wide
searching for their elusive next meal
As I travel these places in my mind
I am struck by how alike our lives are
we go through hard times as we traverse
the winding paths set before us
Then there are the times of plenty
when all is sunny and delightful
a time to enjoy and even to reflect
to give thanks that all is so good
On to the winter which comes to all
a time too of hardship and being slow
the sense of life starting to wind down
the reluctance acceptance as we near the end
Earth whispers
I hear her
I am here to receive
Nuances of flight and discovery
My senses warm with anticipation
Fragments of hope and desire
Pain and loss
Arrive on moonbeams of broken glass
Shattered dreams sing
Delivering silky threads
Glistening with seedlings of rebirth
Opening my heart, I close my eyes
Leaning forward into the warmth of the sun
Wearing my vulnerability on my sleeve
I dive headfirst off the cliff
Opening my arms to capture
The energy of the moment
Fingertips outstretched, reaching out
Beckoning encounters with the here and now
How wonderous to receive you
Dear light and love
I journey into what was – what is - and what will be
Messages arrive from you
Feathered musical notes
Cries from the lonely ones
Howls from the night animals
Thunderheads boom in the distance
Piercing the velvet blackness
A warm wave caresses me as you glide by
Tickling me with your tailfeathers
Magic in motion as time stands still
Inside the teardrop I gaze outward
Immersed in the beauty of
What it means to be alive
Persimmon heartbeats envelope me
A gentle rhythm as we rise
To the downy envelope between
Earth and sky
Gliding in peace and unity
Through star crusted waves of
Lavender light
Exhaling gratitude
Laid out on the beach in that warm tropical sun
Winter is on hold, while I am here to experience heaven and have some fun
The ocean waters with their bright colours call out to me to take a dip
First I must finish my mai tai with one last sip
My whole body I hope soon will turn a golden brown
Music fills the air with its soothing sounds
As I hit the water those rushing waves came in to welcome me
Never in my entire life have I felt so carefree
Out on the horizon, sailboats glide by with the help of a gentle breeze
I am going to savor every moment before I must return to the deep freeze
My camera is full of great pictures, giving me access to memories I will never forget
Leaving winter for summer is something you will never live to regret
Crystal flakes decorate her long tresses
As rosy eyes wishes for a necklace,
With golden cross to recall Christmas’ magic
On seventh year; up high, she lifts her face.
Enchanted, fireworks line across the clouds
Upon her body fairy stardust glitter;
Pixie wings glide by, molding snow angels
As she joins dances of frost-wanderers.
Atop the tree, Godmother Mary drifts
Hands beaming in trinkets from heaven’s shawl
Lucent the night with thousand winks of stars,
While a babe’s eyes frame her young neck, enthralled.
In a gush, fairy angels bid goodbye
To disappear in sweet,Bethlehem sky!
Shadow Hamilton's A Child's Christmas Contest
12/27/2013
spring was magnificent with budding cherry blossoms wrapping branches of
my trees. summer had an exquisite grand entrance. my garden
celebrated with dahlias, chrysanthemums, and ever gorgeous sunflowers
with brimming joy flowers frolicked and whispered to each other!
autumn of my life tiptoed, blushing bride under a veil.
trees are still bursting with gorgeous colours of whirling, twirling
swirling fall leaves, but the lustrous flowers no longer smile!
I am not afraid of the creeping old man winter.
my memory is fading, my body is aching, but I
get captivated by silvery rooftops laced with ribbons of snow.
.
enjoy autumn days watching playful pristine clouds glide by,
after witnessing many springs, many summers, grey days
can be daunting, but can not defeat my desire,
my spirit, my pace. my walk may get slow, my eyes tired,
I continue my journey with same vigour,
with same passions I nurtured at the onset of spring.
my limbs are sore and aching, my spirit stays strong.
beauty of the fleeting seasons charms my soul. I feel
fervently with all my senses, I paint the whimsical seasons,
I write the ebullient tale of a fascinating life..
I am a cob swan and I grace the lake
With my pen, who is my lifelong soulmate
Soon the cutest young cygnets will emerge
A major attraction upon the earth.
Have a stride beside the tulips with me
A lovelier vision there'll never be
I nod to the beauties, passing 'em by
And blink them a wink from my roving eye.
A wink is as good as a kiss from me
My beak is much too large, obviously
Tulips, they shiver and shake in reply
How I love the tulips that I glide by.
Tulips all have their own unique splendour
I couldn't decide which one I would opt for
Borders of tulips arouse my delight
When gliding on the lake, morning to night.
This is my swan cantata, sung with glee
Come along hearties, sing aloud with me
It's healthy for lungs, you're sure to agree
When strolling beside tulips merrily.
Head down
The old woman sews
A dress
Nimble fingers
Marking each stitch
The whirring of machines
Whirling and whirling
Round and round
Threading memories
Of another time
Reminding her
Of a night
Long ago
When she was afraid
To speak to a boy
Sitting next to her.
As her busy fingers work
She remembers more
Of that summer night
A blue cotton dress
With tiny ribbons
Lace curtains gently
Pulled by a breeze
Drifted out through opaque windows
While musicians played a rhythm
Of their own
And shadows pranced
On empty walls.
Waiting that night
She wondered
Why no one
Asked
Her to dance.
Old memories
Glide by
On silver sails
And today?...
She knows that today is now.
And yesterday was yesterday
Finished with her work
She catches her breathe,
Straightens her hair,
And turns off the lights.
Pausing to look back
Into the darkened room
Shadows return her glance
With a gaping stare
Adjusting to the darkness
She begins to recognize
Familiar shapes taking form
Satisfied that all will be the same
When she returns
She closes the door.
Going outside
She holds onto her purse
Waiting
For a traffic light
That has already
Changed
A smile crosses her face
As she remembers
When the boy
Became her husband
Children were born.
And the years went by
In a brown bag
Neatly folded in two
Is a blue chiffon dress
Almost like the one
She wore years ago
Only this one
Is for her granddaughter
Impatient for no reason
To go nowhere
The crowd pushes forward
But the old woman lingers
On the corner
Savoring the moment
Glad of memories
As a busy world saunters by.